I have a Secret

There are more than a dozen families in the village, all of whom are neighbors.

Although I often chew my tongue, splash dirty water, and spit on weekdays, if something happens to any house, I will help.

As soon as the village chief said on the radio, the big guys put down what they were doing and went out. They searched back and forth, but they didn't find anyone, so they didn't go any further.

After all, it was so late, there were old and young in every family, and they were still waiting for dinner.

Just when the big guys had just rested, they suddenly heard a cry. The cry was so sad that the listeners' scalps were numb and their hearts were terrified.

They rushed to Wang Yuemei's house immediately upon hearing the sound, and were startled by the situation in the yard.

After searching for so long, shouting and smoking, but not finding a paralyzed person, everyone had some bad guesses, but they didn't say anything.

But seeing Wang Yuemei motionless on the ground with her own eyes, she was still speechless.

Following the village chief's loud cry, everyone shivered, and then showed complex expressions.

Wang Yuemei, who was once so beautiful, had suitors all over ten miles and eight villages, and lived a more exquisite life than anyone else, died.

Died on such an ordinary day, the death is unclear.

Except for Huang Dan and Li Gen, no one else knew that Wang Yuemei did not die in the house where the sundries were kept, but in that smelly and small chicken coop.

Huang Dan knew the reason for Li Gen's concealment. He didn't want to be talked about after his mother died.

If others know about it and spread the word, some people will definitely comment, sigh, and ridicule behind their backs.

Look, Wang Yuemei was a person who paid much attention to her appearance during her lifetime. Not to mention her clothes, no matter if she was 20, 30, or 50, she always wore flowers, gardenias, honeysuckle, etc. very beautiful.

She is even more arrogant, looks down on this one, looks down on that one, blindly pursues perfection, doesn't even like to see her own little son, and can't look down on big guys who are biased. Catching cynicism.

When the time comes, when you die, you are no different from an animal.

I'm afraid they will not only think so, those people will take out the chicken coop and spit on it alone, chicken, what does that mean, isn't it obvious?As far as Wang Yuemei's scenery history is concerned, it is very suitable.

So Li Gen wouldn't say that he couldn't make his mother a laughing stock after dinner.

Huang Dan just couldn't figure out who did it.

He hadn't been in contact with Wang Yuemei for a long time, so he combined his own understanding with the memory of the original owner, including the fragments he heard, so he could think of what kind of person Wang Yuemei was.

Be harsh on others, especially on yourself, and cannot tolerate any flaws and stains.

The murderer stuffed Wang Yuemei's body into such a filthy place, which was a great insult. She lived out her life desperately, and her proud and proud life was forcibly covered with dirty smell, following her forever.

With Wang Yuemei's personality, even if she went to the underworld, she would not be able to lift her head up.

How much hatred, loathing, hatred is there?

Huang Dan frowned. Just today, during the day, he still believed that Wang Yuemei was most suspected of killing Li Dagui, so he was ready to fill in the answers and submit the task results.

Unexpectedly, she died.

Huang Dan felt that he had stepped into a dead end, and was pushed into it by an invisible hand.

Can Wang Yuemei be excluded like He Wei was excluded?

Huang Dan's brows knit together.

Everything he saw and heard was always aimed at Wang Yuemei. The death was too sudden now, and he fell into a chaotic situation.

Wu Cuiling, who had rushed back from Shanghechang, staggered and threw herself beside Wang Yuemei, crying loudly, "Mom...what's wrong with you...how could you be like this..."

Only then did Huang Dan come back to his senses.

Glancing at the second suspect, Wu Cuiling, he lowered his eyelids, wondering what he was thinking.

Wu Cuiling was crying hard, her nose and tears were pouring down, she was in a panic, someone was pulling her, someone was trying to persuade her, it was a mess.

There was a subdued sadness in the courtyard.

The chickens have all returned to their nests. They gather together and happily peck their wings. They only know that the person occupying the nest is finally gone, but they don't know that it is a dead person.

After Li Gen uttered that cry, he didn't say another word.

He's so quiet it's frightening.

Huang Dan went back and said to Chen Jinhua who was sitting on the threshold, "I'll sleep at my brother's place tonight."

Chen Jinhua wiped away tears, "Okay, you can persuade Li Gen more, let him think about it."

Huang Dan took a ladle of water in the water tank, squatted on the ground and poured the water into his hands, "Mom, what do you think is going on? When I saw Aunt Wang at noon, she was still fine."

Chen Jinhua sighed, "Life is impermanent, this person, if he doesn't exist, he will disappear."

There was more complaint in her tone, "One or two are not by my side, I really don't know what to think, your Aunt Wang's body will never leave people at all!"

Huang Dan said, "Sister Cui Ling and brother are both busy, they don't know that Aunt Wang will have an accident."

Chen Jinhua twisted her snot, threw it on the ground and wiped the soles of her shoes, she casually wiped the hem of the gown twice, "If one of them can get more snacks, how could such a thing happen to your Aunt Wang?"

"A good living person, just died like this, and I don't know who did it..." She panted while holding her stomach, her face was very bad, "Forget it, let's not talk about it."

Huang Dan asked, "Mom, is your stomach hurting again?"

Chen Jinhua leaned against the door frame, "As you get older, you will have more minor problems. It's nothing serious, just take it easy."

Huang Dan said, "Where's the medicine? Where did you put it? I'll get it for you."

Chen Jinhua's expression was a bit weird.

Huang Dan guessed something, "Have you finished eating?"

Chen Jinhua didn't speak.

Huang Dan had a headache, "Mom, the medicine is gone, why didn't you tell me?"

Chen Jinhua said, "The medicine is very expensive. It costs several dollars for a small packet. It tastes so bad that it doesn't work. Mom thinks it's better to drink more water and be careful than to eat anything."

Huang Dan withdrew his probing gaze, Chen Jinhua was waiting to die.

He pressed the center of his eyebrows and walked back and forth, "Tomorrow I will go to the town to buy medicine for you."

Chen Jinhua said, "If you buy it back, mom won't eat it."

Huang Dan said, "Then throw it away."

Chen Jinhua said angrily, "You are getting more and more courageous, and now you dare to threaten your mother!"

Huang Dan put the water ladle back into the water tank, "Mom, the body is the most important thing. Look at Aunt Wang. If she doesn't, she won't be here. My brother suddenly lost his mother. I don't want to be like him."

Chen Jinhua patted the ashes on the gown, "You are old enough to take care of yourself."

Huang Dan stared at the woman in front of him.

Chen Jinhua supported the door frame and stood up, turned around and walked to the main room, "There are peanuts boiled in the pot, you can take some in a basin and eat them at night if you are hungry."

Huang Dan stood where he was, looked at the limping figure of the woman, squinted his eyes and said, "Mom, I know that you must feel very uncomfortable when Aunt Wang is gone, but you can't come back to life after death, so don't worry too much about it." Sad."

Chen Jinhua's footsteps paused, and said in a low voice, "Mom knows."

Huang Dan took the peanuts to Li Gen's house, and the village chief and the others all went back. The pigs in the pen were hungry and arched against the wooden railing angrily. It was all the strength of one pig to break the dead atmosphere.

No matter how hard the pig tried, no one paid attention to it. It was destined to go to bed hungry tonight.

Huang Dan went to the room, put the peanuts on the table, grabbed a handful and handed them to the man sitting by the bed, "Brother, eat some peanuts."

Li Gen smoked in a muffled voice.

Huang Dan's hand was sore, so he changed it. He sat by the bed, not knowing what to do, even when faced with a mountain of blueprints, staying up late and working overtime again and again, he was never so powerless.

The smell of smoke in the room was strong, approaching the level of choking.

Li Gen pinched off the butt of the cigarette, went to get a match, lit one and smoked. He didn't cry, didn't make a sound, and was suppressing his emotions with the cigarette.

Huang Dan peeled and ate the salted peanuts in his hand, got up and went to the kitchen.

The two big pots were cold, and there was white rice in the pot, soybeans with shells on the stove, sweet potato leaves in the basket, and a few small sweet potatoes wrapped in a circle of soil.

Usually it was Wu Cuiling who cooked, but now she was about to faint from crying, and it was impossible for her to come over to cook dinner.

Huang Dan's daily life has always been taken care of by the housekeeper. He doesn't know how to cook, and he can't even tell the difference between soy sauce and vinegar. After traveling to this world, he knows how to make a fire and has learned a lot.

Looking at the pot hole, Huang Dan saw a lot of dry firewood and a large bamboo basket of dry straw, so he went to fetch water to wash rice, wash pots and cook porridge.

He sat by the pothole and lit a fire, "Mr. System, Wang Yuemei is dead."

System, "The progress of the task of synchronizing Mr. Huang is here."

Huang Dan said, "Then Li Gen and I were in the cornfield, you also know about it?"

The system said it didn't know, "All intimate content below the eyes is blocked."

Huang Dan breathed a sigh of relief, he was still very shy doing that kind of thing, as long as he didn't know, according to the normal murder case, Wang Yuemei's death should be cleared of suspicion, right?Otherwise, his mission would not still be in progress and he would not have received any notification.

"Mr. System, my direction is wrong this time. A tiger's poison does not eat its children. Wang Yuemei probably just seriously favors her eldest son, Li Gen. She thinks that is the biggest highlight of her life, and she pins all her hopes on it. As for her youngest son, Li Dagui. , I felt that the mud could not support the wall, and the fortune teller said that he was against the eldest son, so Wang Yuemei hated the younger son even more, and said that it would be great if the younger son died, but that does not mean that she would really go Do."

"Sometimes, some words may just be said casually, and they will not be put into action. If they are really done, they will not say anything."

Huang Dan poked the firewood with the tongs and felt that he had failed. So far, his mind was still in a mess, he couldn't figure out where the thread was, and the only way to get rid of the murderer was death. .

[Mr. Huang, your guardian sent you a "love hug", would you like to receive it? 】

"I don't want to."

system,"……"

Huang Dan said, "Mr. System, we are not relatives, and loving hugs are inappropriate."

System, "I'm being rude."

Huang Dan said, "If you want to comfort me, encourage me, and cheer me up, you can use another method."

System, "I can give you a chrysanthemum spirit for free."

"Thank you, please store it in the fly cabinet for me." Huang Dan said, "The chrysanthemum spirit is indeed a good thing, I have experienced it personally, but if Mr. System has painkillers, or can numb my pain for a long time Nervous, I'd prefer."

System, "Sorry, I can't do anything."

Huang Dan said, "It's okay."

There is no other choice, the chrysanthemum spirit is also good, at least it can make him twitch in pain, tears flow down his face, and he will not bleed into rivers in the process of dying and dying.

After the porridge was cooked, Huang Dan went to get a bowl from the kitchen cabinet, filled half of the bowl with porridge, added some pickles, and brought it to Li Gen.

On the way, Huang Dan turned around and went to Wu Cuiling's house, standing at the door and shouting, "Sister Cuiling, I made porridge, would you like some?"

Wu Cuiling's voice came from the room, with slight sobbing, "No need..."

Huang Dan raised his eyebrows.

The method of elimination is the simplest and crudest. Both Wang Yuemei and He Wei are dead, and only Wu Cuiling, Zhang Yingxiong, and Chen Jinhua are left. The murderer is among these three.

Huang Dan didn't say any more.

When he entered the room, the smell of smoke was stronger than when he left, and Kaoru couldn't keep his eyes open.

Li Gen was still leaning against the head of the bed, in the same posture as before. He half-closed his eyelids, his entire face was covered by the smoke, but the sadness penetrated through the smoke, making people flustered.

Huang Dan blew the porridge, handed it over and said, "Brother, be careful that it's hot."

Li Gen pushed away the bowl in front of him.

Caught off guard, Huang Dan's hand trembled, and some of the porridge in the bowl fell onto his hand.

At that moment, he cried in pain, and couldn't hold the bowl and dropped it on the mat. The porridge was hot and steaming, and it was scattered everywhere.

A certain string in Li Gen's mind was pulled. He quickly extinguished the cigarette, dragged the young man to the kitchen, and pressed the other's burned hand into the water tank.

Huang Dan hissed, and the burning pain subsided a little. At this moment, his head was profusely sweating, and his face was covered with tears.

Li Gen wiped away the young man's tears with his other hand, pursing his lips tightly.

Seeing the man go out, Huang Dan came back quickly, crushed an unknown grass, and spread the juice on his reddened skin, "Brother, don't be sad."

Li Gen's voice was hoarse, "No, brother can't do it."

Huang Dan said, "Auntie, what is she going to do at night?"

Li Gen lowered his eyes, "Let's put it in the main room."

Seeing that the man was about to leave, Huang Dan stretched out his hand to grab him, but he didn't pay attention, and used the hand that was burned, and it hurt again, excruciating pain, he took a breath, "Brother, I won't go back at night."

Li Gen didn't say anything.

The grass was scalded, and Huang Dan's hands didn't blister. He ate two bowls of porridge by himself, cleaned the pot, and squatted in the yard thinking about the problem.

His legs were numb from squatting, and Huang Dan didn't come up with an accurate answer. He went to Zhang Yingxiong's house and found that the lights were all off.

It's so late, it's not good to wake people up.

Huang Dan wandered around in front of the door and returned to Li Gen's place.

The moon is sixteen round on the fifteenth day, and tonight is sixteenth. The moon hanging high in the night sky is round and big, as if it has fallen on the treetops, and every plant and tree in the village can be seen clearly.

Huang Dan is not afraid of ghosts.

But thinking of Wang Yuemei being stuffed in a chicken coop and her body being broken, walking alone in the village, smelling the wafting smell of green grass, earth, and a little bit of chicken excrement, made her hair shudder.

There was a slight sound from behind, and Huang Dan turned his head in an instant, "Who is behind?"

No dogs, no cats, nothing.

It's the wind.

At night, when there is such a strong wind, there will definitely be noises from leaves, dead grass and so on.

Huang Dan's heart was pounding, he licked his dry lips, and left without too much comfort.

Drinking porridge at night, the number of times of getting up at night is indispensable.

Huang Dan knew it was wrong to hold back his urine, it was bad for his bladder, but the situation was special, he held it for a while, but it still didn't work.

I wanted a man to accompany me, but Huang Dan couldn't open his mouth, and felt that it was inappropriate. He just lost his mother at night, so he didn't cry for a while, and his heart was depressed.

When Huang Dan went out, he passed by the main room, and Wang Yuemei's body was placed on a board, covered with a cloth, with one head exposed.

He swallowed his saliva and walked forward bravely. When he reached the chicken coop in the yard, he unconsciously turned his head to look.

Obviously only the insomniac chicken was making cooing noises, but Huang Dan's hairs stood on end, as if the next moment, the door of the chicken coop would be pushed open, and Wang Yuemei, who was twisted, crawled out from inside.

Damn, why am I scaring myself?

Huang Dan took a deep breath. He usually does not do anything wrong with his conscience, and he is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. He has a clear conscience.

The hut was behind the yard. When Huang Dan was urinating, he heard a woman crying sadly. It was Wu Cuiling. It seemed that she was not asleep either.

Wang Yuemei's death, Wu Cuiling's grief was really strong and lasting.

It stands to reason that she is a mother-in-law who has no blood relationship, and her husband is no longer there. She is still making things difficult for herself, being sarcastic, disgusting, and dissatisfied with everything. It's hard to accept it like a real mother, right?

Or is Wu Cuiling's heart too soft and kind?

Putting on his trousers, Huang Dan leaned against the wall and listened. It would be great if he could find out how Wu Cuiling's son who was less than one year old died. It might be a key clue.

It's a pity that Huang Dan asked the villagers including Chen Jinhua and Zhang Yingxiong through the memory of the original owner, and they all said that the child had an accident.

It shows that there were very few people who knew about it at that time, and it was not spread out. The only ones who probably knew the truth were the child's family members.

However, there are many kinds of accidents, some of which can be man-made.

Huang Dan scratched his neck. In the countryside, if a daughter-in-law gave birth to a son, the mother-in-law would never see that daughter-in-law again, and would not do anything to her grandson.

Because there is a saying, called intergenerational relatives.

Inferences like this, assuming that the child's death is related to Li Dagui, then as a mother, Wu Cuiling has the biggest motive for killing.

Huang Dan kicked the dirt around his feet. His mission was to find out the murderer of Li Dagui. As for who killed Wang Yuemei, and how he designed to hide it from everyone and stuff the body into the chicken coop, these are not in the question. among his tasks.

The crying in the room stopped for a while, and then started again. Judging by Wu Cuiling's posture, she wanted to mourn for Wang Yuemei in advance.

Huang Dan rubbed his arms, and when he went back, he saw that the man had taken an unopened pack of Hedy, and immediately grabbed it into his hand, "Brother, stop smoking."

Li Gen's jaw line tightened, "Give it to me."

Huang Dan said, "You have been smoking all night, if you continue smoking, your throat will be ruined, and you will not be able to speak tomorrow."

Li Gen raised his eyes sharply, "I'll say it again, give me the cigarette!"

Huang Dan said, "No."

Li Gen swung his long arm over.

Huang Dan instinctively covered his head with his hands.

Li Gen took a breath, and the hostility and blood in his eyes disappeared, "Don't be afraid, brother is not going to beat you, winter, be obedient, and give the cigarette to brother."

Huang Dan said, "Brother, you promised me."

Li Gen wiped his face heavily, his hands hung down, clenched into fists and then loosened, "Yes, brother said, I will smoke less in the future, but now my heart feels uncomfortable."

Huang Dan looked at the man worriedly.

Li Gen leaned back a little and knocked his head against the wall, "Don't worry, brother is fine, just a little uncomfortable, really."

There was a suppressed choked sound in his throat, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually turned red, "Brother has no mother, winter, brother has no mother."

Huang Dan patted the man on the back. He had never experienced the feeling of the death of a loved one. He didn't know what it was like, and he couldn't think of suitable words to relieve the man's grief in a short time.

It can't be relieved even if you think about it, it can only be swallowed slowly by time.

Li Gen buried his face in the young man's neck.

Huang Dan felt warm liquid dripping over his skin, one drop or two, more and more, his heart was a little blocked, "Brother, don't cry."

Li Gen strangled the person in his arms, and tightened his arms again and again, as if he was desperately holding the only thing he had, and he couldn't lose it anymore, otherwise he would have nothing.

Huang Dan can't laugh, he doesn't know what kind of emotion it is, but he cries and hurts easily, it seems that his emotions have a big error.

The man's restrained crying sounded in his ears, and his tears also came down.

When an accident strikes, people are dumbfounded, and there is nothing in their minds. When they react, the sadness is already pressed in their hearts like a boulder, and they need to cry bitterly to vent out.

After crying, Li Gen calmed down a bit, and instead of looking for cigarettes, he slept with the yellow sheet in his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, Huang Dan woke up and found that the man was not by the bed. He yawned, found his shoes and put them on.

There was no kerosene lamp in the main room, and the moonlight slanted in from outside the door. You could see the man sitting on the ground beside the board, looking at the corpse in front of him. This scene sent chills down the spine.

Huang Dan stepped closer and smelled the stench. He glanced at Wang Yuemei, who was wearing a few honeysuckle flowers on her head, and the flowers were stained with chicken feces. I don't know if they were put on artificially, or they were stuffed into the chicken coop. I accidentally touched it.

After a while, Li Gen said, "Who would it be?"

Huang Dan said, "I don't know."

Li Gen said, "The village is only this big and there are not many people. If foreigners come into the village, no one will know."

He said to himself, "That's what the villagers did."

"Who would it be..."

Huang Dan's brows furrowed. The man's expression at this moment was terrifying. Once he knew who killed his mother, he would definitely stab him to death. He pursed his lips, "Brother, report the crime."

Li Gen snorted and said, "Dagui had an accident two years ago. I took leave from the company and rushed back, only to find out that he didn't stumble and have an accident, but was hit hard on the back of the head and fell into the pond and drowned."

He laughed mockingly, "I went to report the case that day, and they sent two people over to inquire about the situation and check Dagui's wounds. They said that Dagui was usually arrogant and had a grudge with others, which is why the vendetta was attracted. , and nothing will happen after that.”

Huang Dan listened, "Brother, didn't you ask again?"

"Ask, why didn't I ask? After I went to work, I called every now and then and asked someone to look at it, but there was still no progress."

Li Gen sneered, "There was a result last year. It is said that Dagui himself slipped and fell, and hit the back of his head on the bluestone slab by the pond. He didn't pay attention when he stood up and accidentally fell into the pond. The case ended like this gone."

Yellow list, "..."

"I know it's not just that they are afraid of trouble, but also that they don't have the ability."

Li Gen said, "In the countryside, personal death is not a serious matter. Dies from drinking pesticides, eating rat poison, hanging, jumping into rivers, being killed, committing suicide, there are many people every year. Those who have never heard of it will be worse than those who have heard of it." Much more."

He moved his eyes away and stayed on Huang Shan, "People's hearts are separated from each other. Even a couple who have slept together for many years, they don't know what the other party is thinking, and they may give a fatal knife with a smile and let the other party die. In a dream."

Huang Dan met the man's sharp gaze, "Brother, what you're talking about is only the dark side, everything has multiple sides."

Li Gen twitched the corner of his mouth, "You're right."

Huang Dan returned to the topic just now, "But, we can only report the crime, there is no other choice."

He wanted to borrow the police's help to help him find the correct end of the thread and untie the ball of wool.

Li Gen didn't answer, just said, "Go back to sleep, brother sit down for a while."

Huang Dan said, "I'll accompany you."

Li Gen held the mud under his fingernails. When the incident happened, he was plowing the fields, and when he found the loach, he caught it and put it in the basket. He also thought of calling the young man over at night to eat fried loach together.

God actually kicked him down.

Life is impermanent.

This is the fifth time Li Gen has experienced the cruelty of these four words.

The first time was when his father died suddenly in the house when he was very young; the second time was when his younger brother had an accident; God, the skinny woman who drank pesticides, this is the fifth time.

Relatives left one by one.

Li Gen's breathing became tight, and it was said that his life was hard and he would beat his wife.

What he restrained was not only his wife, but also the people around him.

Huang Dan sensed the abnormality of the man, and just as he was about to speak, his hand was grabbed with great force.

There were two living people and one dead person in the main room, but they fell into dead silence in an instant.

It wasn't until Huang Dan made a painful sound that Li Gen weakened his strength and still held onto it.

Huang Dan's face paled from the pain, and he couldn't break free, "Brother, let go."

Li Gen's breath is chaotic, why is it like this?How could a life be lost so easily?

"I heard that when a person died, before the little ghost came, the soul was still in the place where he stayed."

Huang Dan said, "Brother, aunt is watching us."

After he finished speaking, he felt a dark wind blowing in.

Li Gen said nothing.

Huang Dan endured the pain, "Brother Da Gui is gone, and now Da Ma is gone too, and Sister Cui Ling has been crying, maybe because she is thinking about the child."

"Brother, why is the child gone?"

Just when Huang Dan was giving up hope, he heard the man say, "I didn't know anything happened to the child until I came back from winter vacation and it has been buried."

"I heard from Dagui and my mother that the child choked on food and didn't survive."

Huang Dan, "Oh."

He had doubts about this statement, but he didn't ask carefully, because Li Gen's mood was very low, and it was not suitable for further chatting.

The temperature was high, the door of the main room was not closed, and a strong wind blew up in the middle of the night, making the door rattle.

Something fell off Huang Dan's head, and he opened his eyes to look, only to realize that it was a white cloth, the one covering Wang Yuemei's body.

"..."

What is this for?Wang Yuemei hated him for cutting off the incense of the Li family?

Or do you think he is Lee Gen's stain?

You can't cheat the corpse, can you?

Huang Dan tore off the white cloth, he looked at it, and found that he couldn't cheat, so he stuffed the white cloth into the man's arms, "Brother, cover it up for aunt, it's cold at night."

Li Gen saw the young man shaking, "Are you cold?"

Huang Dan said, "A little bit."

Li Gen asked Huang Dan to go to sleep in the house. Huang Dan refused to die. He had that intention at first, but now he is gone. He was afraid that when he turned around on the bed, he would see Wang Yuemei standing by the bed.

Huang Dan sat with Li Gen until dawn.

The rooster crows as usual, and the sun rises in the east as usual, and it will not change because of the disappearance of a life.

Wu Cuiling came out of the house. She cried for a long time last night, her eyes were swollen badly, her face was haggard, she was still wearing the same clothes, and she didn't seem to lie down on the bed.

"Brother, are you staying in the main room all night in winter?"

Huang Dan hummed, his back ached.

Li Gen sat on the chair, "Cui Ling, where did you go after I left yesterday? Why aren't you at home?"

It happened so suddenly, he didn't bother to ask, he thought about the whole thing over and over last night, he had someone to suspect in his heart, he just couldn't believe it.

Hearing Li Gen's words, Wu Cuiling stopped moving her hair, "Not long after you left, brother, Mom said to sleep for a while."

"You also know that Mom can't make noise when she sleeps, so I didn't stay at home and went to serve and water the vegetables."

Li Gen remained silent.

"After a while, the hero came to look for me in the vegetable field." Wu Cuiling said, "After watering the vegetables, I went to his house."

Li Gen asked, "What did you go to his house for? Who saw it?"

Wu Cuiling raised her head in disbelief, "Brother, do you doubt me?"

Li Gen said blankly, "Answer me."

Wu Cuiling's lips trembled, "The hero said he wants to repeat the exam next year, and asked me to teach him math problems."

Her voice was dry, "No one saw it, because a family in Shanghechang got married today, and everyone went there in the afternoon to ask for wedding candies to watch the excitement."

Li Gen didn't speak.

Huang Dan followed Wu Cuiling closely from the corner of his eye, hoping to find clues about her lying.

The atmosphere in the main room is weird.

Wu Cuiling's face was pale and looked fragile.

Li Gen suddenly stood up from his chair, strode out, and went straight to Zhang Yingxiong's house.

When Huang Dan passed by Wu Cuiling, he said, "Sister Cuiling, brother is not against you, he is the same to everyone, he even asked me last night."

Wu Cuiling's smile was uglier than crying, "You don't need to comfort me, elder brother doubts anyone, and he won't doubt you."

Huang Dan's eyelids twitched.

Wu Cuiling's gaze swept over his wrist.

Huang Dan swallowed, he took down the snake bone chain and put it away, Wu Cuiling had no way of knowing.

"I gonna go see."

Wu Cuiling was the only one left in the main room. She went to the board and squatted down, "Mom, you often say that my head is dirty, but now you are getting much dirtier, so it must be uncomfortable."

Then came a sigh.

Zhang Yingxiong was eating breakfast, looking absent-minded, and almost poked his nostrils with his chopsticks a few times.

As soon as he turned his head and saw Li Gen coming in, the chopsticks slammed down on the table, he grabbed them quickly, and continued to eat the salted duck eggs.

Li Gen cut to the chase.

Zhang Yingxiong was eating the egg yolk, his voice was muffled, "When the radio rang, sister Cui Ling was giving me a lecture."

Li Gen asked, "Are your parents at home?"

Zhang Yingxiong said, "My parents went to my second aunt's house, and it was just me and Sister Cui Ling."

His complexion changed, "Brother, how can you doubt sister Cui Ling? She usually dare not kill a chicken!"

Li Gen said, "You know quite well."

Zhang Yingxiong rolled his eyes, "Isn't this something everyone knows?"

He looked behind Li Gen, "Yes, winter."

Huang Dan said, "Yes."

Zhang Yingxiong took a sip of porridge, his legs shook, and he obviously relaxed, "Brother, I know that something happened to your aunt, you are very sad, but you can't mess around."

Li Gen said lightly, "Then let the people in the police station investigate."

Zhang Yingxiong said, "The small police station in the town is useless. There are not many people there, and a table of mahjong can't be assembled. I heard that those cases from more than ten or twenty years ago have not yet been solved."

Li Gen frowned.

Zhang Yingxiong said, "I think the most important thing right now is to let the aunt be buried in peace."

Li Gen asked Huang Dan, "What do you think?"

Huang Dan glanced at him, and then at Zhang Yingxiong, "Auntie's death is unknown, we always have to find out."

Zhang Yingxiong sighed, "That's right, we can't forget that."

Li Gen stared at him inexplicably.

Zhang Yingxiong didn't seem to notice, and went to the kitchen to serve porridge as if nothing happened.

Coming out of Zhang Yingxiong's house, Li Gen suddenly asked, "Your mother usually comes to chat with my mother, why didn't you come yesterday afternoon?"

Huang Dan said, "She was cutting peppers in the yard."

Li Gen asked again, "What about you?"

Yellow unilateral head.

Li Gen said, "Brother didn't doubt you."

Huang Dan said, "I know."

He said truthfully, "After lunch yesterday, I went to find you and went to the field with you to catch loaches. Afterwards, you said that the sun was drying and told me to go back first."

"When I went back, my mother had just brought the chili peppers to the yard. She didn't ask me to help, so I went back to the house and slept, and when I woke up, I went to the kitchen to boil water."

Li Gen's footsteps stopped, "How long have you been sleeping?"

Huang Dan said that the exact time was not clear, but it should be only a short while.

Li Gen asked, "Is your mother still cutting peppers?"

Huang Dan said yes, "Brother, my mother is not in good health, her legs and feet are not good, and it is difficult to walk."

He reacted as a son should when his mother is suspected, "I understand your feelings, but I hope you can respect my mother."

Li Gen said in a deep voice, "Sorry."

Huang Dan said, "I'm going back."

Li Gen kicked on the earthen wall, he panted heavily, with resentment and grief welling up in his eyes.

Huang Dan didn't go far, Li Gen caught up.

"Let me see your hand, is the swelling gone?"

"It's almost there."

Li Gen pulled over to look, "Winter, don't take it to heart, my heart is very messy."

Huang Dan said, "It will be found out."

He withdrew his hand, "Don't let people see it."

Li Gen said, "Go back, don't come to my house today, there are many things to do."

Huang Dan said he knew.

Any big thing in the countryside will be blown into every household, from one village to another.

In the morning, relatives heard the news and came over with two knives of meat.

Wu Cuiling is the daughter-in-law, and when a relative came in, she tore her throat and burst into tears.

This is mourning.

The relatives also cried twice, it was just a courtesy.

At the end, Wu Cuiling was out of breath from crying, and the tears didn't stop, and she didn't know how much pain and sadness she had in her heart.

Sending off the relatives, Wu Cuiling's voice was unbearably hoarse, she put the meat into the kitchen, and took the gift money collected in the morning to the main room.

"Brother, there are a total of 270 six yuan here."

Li Gen didn't look at it.

Wu Cuiling said, "It's too hot, let's send mom away tomorrow. I'll tell the village chief to find some people to carry the coffin."

Li Gen said, "The money is with you."

Wu Cuiling was taken aback, "Let me here? Brother, aren't you short of money?"

Li Gen raised his eyelids.

Wu Cuiling hurriedly said, "I mean, the money is for my mother. Since my mother is gone, my elder brother should keep it."

Li Gen got up and went out.

Wu Cuiling put the money under the jar and pressed it down, she was a little dazed.

In the afternoon, Li Gen went to the police station.

The next day, a young man came to the police station. He was a foreigner named Liu Donglai. He was assigned back just after graduation.

Liu Donglai took a cursory look at Wang Yuemei's house, but found no signs of struggle, nor any useful clues. It was an acquaintance who committed the crime.

He asked about some situations, and focused on the woman in the yard, "Who is that?"

Li Gen said, "My brother-in-law."

Liu Donglai asked, "Where's your brother?"

Li Gen said, "He died two years ago."

Liu Donglai didn't understand the situation, he just arrived last month, "How did you die?"

Huang Dan next to him lowered his eyes and listened to Li Gen talking about Li Dagui's case.

Liu Donglai's expression changed, "Nonsense!"

He paced back and forth in the hall, making hasty remarks to his colleagues.